Phantomhive Manor Novels & Stories

An hour later we arrived back at the manor which was on the outskirts of the city, there were no houses on this side except this building, that's how much I love privacy, the manor stood tall and proud in the wide vicinity, with the exterior painted with dark colors. The manor was in the middle of the forest, quiet and peaceful. The gate of the manor was surrounded by a forest, with a road that drives down to the main streets of Heteroid Fall. Cassius opened the door and I walked down from the car, the servants stood by the door with their heads bowed as I ventured into the house "Welcome home, Master" they said in unison, my coat was removed by one of the maids and I entered the large sitti

He said. “Hello, I am here to see the Adolf”, Mr. Hilary uttered. “What is your name sir”? Hilary Hampton from the Moonstone pack. “Aah, come right in sir, the alpha is expecting you”. Mr. Hilary followed him and was ushered to a seat. “Please sit down, ”, Mr. Dowen requested, that was the name of the middle aged man, he served as a housekeeper in the Gillian's mansion.

I asked. “I only know of one place. But there are more.” He said. “Okay. What’s the one place that you know of?” I asked. “The leader wanted to be smart about it. Put it right under your nose and you wouldn’t even know about it.” He said. “Where?” I demanded. “In the human town. Nearest to here. There’s an abandoned warehouse.” He said. “How many guards?” I asked. “About a dozen.” He said. And I smiled at him.

It opened with a shot from the drone flying over the Quabbin toward the shore, then over the woods. Brandon’s voice-off narration had an ominous echo to add to his solemn tone, as he spoke the words clearly and slowly. “Hidden in rural New England, away from big cities and crowded streets, is the place that changed my life forever: Blotter Manor.” The drone slowed down when it reached the garden, to show the old Victorian in all her glory under a bright blue sky.

"Miss, they've gone inside. We couldn't keep up." Imogen rolled down the window, gazing at the imposing estate before her. Curiously, she asked, "Do you happen to know whose estate is this?" The driver grinned goofily. "Oh, I sure do. This is Hoffis Manor, owned by the richest man in Norvania. It's massive inside, bigger than two golf courses combined." "The home of Norvania's richest man?" Imogen was shocked, utterly bewildered. After paying the fare, she got out of the taxi and dialed a number on her phone.

Alpha Mercimer then resumes his relaxation while drinking tea, while his eyes follow the receding figures of Alpha Qillalon and Vesper till he can no longer see the two. "Alpha, where are we going?" Vesper asked curiously, as they had been walking for quite some time now. "I want to show you something. One more kilometer and we'll be there." He replied with glee in his voice. Shortly after, they arrive at the small pond hidden by the large trees and ruins of the old manor owned by ghouls in the 1900s. The pond has clear water in it with small fish swimming. The light of the sun made the pond glow with a bright light.

I just really hope they will have some answers and will be able to help me figure out how to connect with my wolf and be able to shift on my own. It was already getting dark outside when we reached the manor. It was well hidden up in the mountains between thick forests. The size couldn't compare to anything I've seen before, it was absolutely huge and well looked after. You would never imagine finding anything like this in between the forests, it was very secluded, and unbelievably quiet. We were met outside by a few attendants who guided us into our rooms and made sure we are well settled. "Dinner will be ready for 8 pm. If you would like to have some rest and refresh yourselves in a meanti

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewing what it had suspected to be t

The SUV crunched to a halt on the gravel drive of Thorne Manor. The estate was a sprawling gothic monolith of black stone and narrow, watchful windows, tucked away behind a forest that felt far older than the surrounding London suburbs. Elias didn't wait for the driver. He opened the door, his hand instantly finding the small of Cat’s back, guiding her with a possessive firmness that made her skin hum. Inside, the manor was a tomb of silent luxury—vaulted ceilings, marble floors that reflected the flicker of candlelight, and walls lined with maps that looked like they were drawn in dried blood.

At first, I didn't see anything, everywhere was dark, then lightning split the sky. And for one bright second, a tall man stood behind my window, in a perfect suit, his hands behind his back. He looked so calm even in the storm, his eyes were fixed on me. Adrain Vale. The lights went off, and everywhere in my apartment was covered with darkness. I couldn't see anything, I could only hear the sound of rain outside. And somewhere inside the darkness, very close to me, he said softly. “You should have answered the door.”